Say Her Name by Francisco Goldman

Author:Francisco Goldman [Goldman, Francisco]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General Fiction, C429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9781611859973
Publisher: Grove Press
Published: 2011-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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The first time I put on my down jacket in November, heading into my second winter without Aura, I found an empty pink condom wrapper in the zippered pocket on the outside, over the breast, and for an instant I couldn’t remember how it got there. I stared at the words printed on it, Extra feucht, Zartrosa, as if they were code I’d once understood but had forgotten. It was from last winter, those few weeks in Berlin. One night I’d gone to a bar with a young woman, just a girl really, a Mexican art student visiting Pancho Morales, a writer I knew from the DF who was in Berlin on a German DAAD grant. She was studying in London but knew Berlin inside out, and we were going on to another bar when she realized that she’d lost her hat, a sort of iconic art object of a hat that she’d made herself—another Mexican girl into her hats—and she wanted to go back to Pancho’s apartment to see if it was there, and it was, hanging on a coat peg in the hallway. There was a Christmas tree in the hallway, too, completely stripped of bark and foliage, its pale branches decorated with what looked like snowflakes and icicles that turned out to be delicately tied strips of medical gauze and shards of broken mirror hung from white threads. What a beautiful Christmas tree, I said to her, because it really was, and it turned out that she’d made it for Pancho and his wife. Your art must be amazing, I said, and she said that I could see some of it on her computer if I wanted. We went into the room where she was staying, took off our shoes, sat down on the futon on the floor, and she opened up her laptop and started showing me her art, and before long I was kissing her neck and, as she leaned forward, her shirt rode up, exposing the skin of her waist and the small of her back, and I kissed that, too, and then she asked, Do you want to eat me out?—just like that, with disconcerting frankness; all this like an echo of my first night with Aura, when she’d read me her airport story and shown me the drawing of the robot shoes. Aura and I didn’t fuck that first night, but the girl in Berlin and I did, after I’d eaten her out like she’d asked, with a desperate hunger, for a long time. We used a rubber that she had in her bag and it had a pink wrapper.

She was only twenty-five, the same age as Aura when we’d met, but now it was five years later, when Aura would have been, was still, thirty. We slept, then stayed in bed until late afternoon; it was one of those Berlin days without daylight, that pass on silent wings like a soot-colored owl, and the apartment was silent. Pancho was out on

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